Dragonfly: Any of various large insects of the order Odonata or suborder Anisoptera, having a long slender body and two pairs of narrow, net-veined wings that are usually held outstretched while the insect is at rest. Also called regionally darner, darning needle, mosquito fly, mosquito hawk, needle, skeeter hawk.

Poetry: The art or work of a poet.

Prolixity: Excessive wordiness in speech or writing; longwindedness

Thursday, February 6, 2014

I was wrong about Feburary....

This is a repost of my "February" poem. It's snowing again today...fat, fluffy, silent, soundless flakes. What was brown and stark is now bright and white, like magic. This is our third snow this year...totally unheard of here in the swamps of Louisiana. I feel like a little kid just watching it. I know some of you are getting blizzards. Stay warm and safe. xo

February is The Cruelest Month(with apologies to T. S. Eliot)By Marion

February is the cruelest monthbreeding death and stygian darkness.Hungry Robins peck the unforgiving groundand Cardinals perch listlessly on dry, brittle branches.February is a miserable month---colorless, frigid, gloomy and bleak.Depression hangs in the air likecigarette smoke in a rag-tag honky-tonk---

Sadness staggers from room to empty roomdragging heavy, lethargic feet.Time steals friends and tosses them tothe incinerator, burning them to bitter, black ash...Suffering grabs you by the throat and chokesyou until you gasp and pant for air. . . You silently whisper a cry for help---and who shows up? Despair.

WELCOME!

My Red Wheelbarrow---

We Need Rivers

"I forget the names of towns without rivers./A town needs a river to forgive the town./Whatever river, whatever town – it is much the same..." ~Richard Hugo

We Are All Cracked...

"Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in." ~Leonard Cohen

"The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live." ~Flora Whittenmore

"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through any one that suits you." ~Jim Morrison

"...what is lace-winged cannot be strong."

"Today, I was blindsided. Neither pain, nor its powdered absence. Like most days. I became the kitchen sill. I'm simply saying what I always say: what is lace-winged cannot be strong."~Olena Kalytiak Davis

John Waterhouse, Artist

Listen at Life's Wall.....

I Love Lorrie Moore!!

“You’re not a poetess, I hope,” said the English geologist next to her. “We had a poetess here last month, and things got a bit dodgy here for the rest of us.”

“Really.” After the soup, there was risotto with squid ink.

“Yes. She kept referring to insects as ‘God’s typos’ and then she kept us all after dinner one evening so she could read from her poems, which seemed to consist primarily of the repeating line ‘the hairy kiwi of his balls.’”

From: “Birds of America” by Lorrie Moore, page 266, ‘Terrific Mother’

My Sphinx Moth

Writing and Drinking Coffee, Two of My Favorite Things...

"Without a pen I feel naked, but it's writing that is my exhibitionism." ~Carrie Latet

I Am

Yes!!

Dearest Doors, How You Intrigue Me!

“The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.” — Clarissa Pinkola Estes

My Bluebird Friend:

We have 3 families in our yard!!!

One of the Books I'm Reading:

"The Beggar Maid" by Alice Munro

"Nothing I'd read prepared me for a body this unfair." ~John Newlove

Why, indeed.....

"Why do we offer you a dragon's heart and not a pomegranate?To ask, one has no right to call herself a poet."

~Deborah Digges, "eating the dragon's heart" from "The Wind Blows Through the Doors of My Heart"

A Starry Night By Van Gogh

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." ~Oscar Wilde

God Give Me New Eyes Every Morn...

But Healing. . .

Earth Laughs in Flowers ~Emerson

Miranda July Rocks!

"Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person's face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing. Stand up and face the east. Now praise the sky and praise the light within each person under the sky. It's okay to be unsure. But praise, praise, praise." From: "No One Belongs Here More Than You Stories by Miranda July", Page 11

Iris Murdoch

"How much, I see as I look back, I read into it all, reading my own dream text and not looking at the reality... Yes of course I was in love with my own youth... Who is one's first love?"

Rumi Rocks

"Your true guide drinks from an undammed stream." ~Rumi

Stevie Dancing

"And the lady's feeling like the moon that she loved. Don't you know that the stars are a part of us...." from: Bella Donna

My Gardening Shirt

Yeah, baby, I'm a garden slut. ;-)

i am a lifelong dreamer...

"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world." ~Oscar Wilde

Anais Nin, 1930's

"There is an instrument called the quena made of human bones. It owes its origin to the worship of an Indian for his mistress. When she died he made a flute out of her bones. The quena has a more penetrating, more haunting sound than the ordinary flute. Those who write know the process. I thought of it as I was spitting out my heart..." ~Anais Nin

Cats R People, 2

Everyone is the age of their heart.

The years teach much which the days never knew. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

My Dragonfly Friend

They love me.

We Are A House With Four Rooms.....

"There is an Indian proverb that says that everyone is a house with four rooms, a physical, a mental, an emotional, and a spiritual . Most of us tend to live in one room most of the time but unless we go into every room every day, even if only to keep it aired, we are not a complete person." — Rumer Godden

Jesus Laughing

“Sure, people need Jesus, but most of the time, what they really need is for someone to be Jesus to them.” -- Reuben Welch quoted in "The Body Broken" by Robert Benson

I Grew This Gorgeous Being...

My favorite Rose...this week

A Phantasmagorical Read:

"The Street of Crocodiles and Other Stories" by Bruno Schulz...so much more than just a book!

Kindess = Love

Every Single One of Us...

My Autumn Fairy

I caught this one in my Thyme admiring a mushroom.

You're Never Too Old for a Doll...

My new doll, Emma. I adopted/rescued her from a thrift store for a ridiculous price. She's gorgeous!!

On Poverty:

"The burden of poverty isn't just that you don't always have the things you need, it's the feeling of being embarrassed every day of your life." ~Shawn Carter (Jay-Z)

My Muse, Anais Nin

"Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we must go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death." ~Anais Nin, "Winter of Artifice"

A Favorite Blog:

Ass-Kicking Songs:

Patty Griffin's CD, "A Kiss in Time"

I Love Pearl Jam

"A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw. Deliver him wings, hey look at me now. Arms wide open with the sea as his floor, oh, power, oh..." ~Eddie Vedder, 'Given to Fly'

I agree...

On of My Favorite Quotes Ever:

"He's mine all mine, and he's made me the happiest woman alive!" ---an elderly woman in a nursing home just after receiving a kitten as a pet.

To Love---

"Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one. To love is to be vulnerable." ~C. S. Lewis

Dance, Dance, Dance!!

“Dancing in all its forms cannot be excluded from the curriculum of all noble education; dancing with the feet, with ideas, with words, and, need I add that one must also be able to dance with the pen?” ~Friedrich Nietzsche

Words are living things......

The Moonlady

T. S., I Love You!

"We must not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we began and to know the place for the first time." ~T. S. Eliot

Autumn Fairies

From: "The Art of Amy Brown"

"The pen is the tongue of the mind." ~Miguel Cervantes, Don Quixote

Autumn Fairy With Attitude

From: "The Art of Amy Brown"

Erotic Poetry from Your Favorite Poets

"The Best American Erotic Poems, From 1800 to the Present" Edited by David Lehman

READ!

"Books are a hardbound drug with no danger of an overdose. I am the happy victim of books."

I Believe...

It's all about the doors......

"If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things through narrow chinks of his cavern." ~William Blake

Stevie Nicks, Poet:

"...never have I been a blue, calm sea. I've always been a storm." ~Stevie Nicks, "Storms"

Indeed!

Arlington Plantation, Part of My Childhood That Was Stolen from Me When Daddy Died

The past is never dead, it is not even past. ~William Faulkner

I Love Flannery O'Conner

Hazel Mote's vision of Jesus from Wise Blood:

"He saw Jesus moving from tree to tree in the back of his mind, a wild ragged figure motioning him to turn around and come off into the dark where he was not sure of his footing, where he might be walking on the water and not know it and then suddenly know it and drown."

Leaving Pieces

She left pieces of her

life behind her

everywhere

she went.

It's easier

to feel the

sunlight

without them,

she said.

~Brian Andreas
From: "Mostly True"

Stevie Nicks, Poet

"I'm not a child anymore. I'm tall enough to reach the stars. I'm old enough to love you from afar. Too trusting? Yes, but then women usually are......" ~from: 'Beautiful Child

Redefine Normal!

Need I Say More??

Better a Creative Mess Than Tidy Idleness....

"I tell you: one must have chaos in one, to give birth to a dancing star. I tell you: you still have chaos in you." ~Nietzsche

FEED YOUR HEAD!

life is so short.......

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Squash in Bloom, May, 2010

"How lush, how loose, the uninhibited squash is. If ever hearts (and these immoderate leaves are vegetable hearts) were worn on sleeves, the squash's are. In green the squash vine gushes...." from the poem, 'Squash in Bloom' by Robert Francis

Goth Hello Kitty Rocks

I love, love, love, love Hello Kitty!

Tarot = Mystery

"Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante, had a bad cold, nevertheless is known to be the wisest woman in Europe, with a wicked pack of cards. . . " T. S. Eliot, from "The Burial of the Dead"

I love William Faulkner

"I feel like a wet seed wild in the hot, blind earth." ~William Faulkner's character, Dewey Dell Bundren, from "As I Lay Dying" on being pregnant...

"I could just remember how my father used to say that the reason for living was to get ready to stay dead a long time." ~William Faulkner's character, Addie Bundren, from "As I Lay Dying"

Is This Just Too Funny?

I found this bumper sticker at a little shop in Natchitoches, Louisiana. Gotta love it...

"Today I felt pass over me a breath of wind from the wings of madness." ~Charles Baudelaire

Wise Words and Oh, So True!

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My Pink Climbing Rose, April 2010

But he that dares not grasp the thorn should never crave the rose. ~Anne Bronte

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From My Pal, Kelly, at Kelly's Thoughts & Ramblings!!

Quotes by Muriel Rukeyser:

"The universe is made of stories, not of atoms."

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"Breathe in experience - breathe out poetry."

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For Sure!

My Baby Willow Tree

"They are beautiful in their peace; they are wise in their silence. They will stand until after we are dust. They teach us, and we tend them." ~Galeainip Macdunelmor on 'Trees'

Louise Erdrich, Extraordinary Poet!

Look Up!

Poetry to Keep You Keeping On

"We write to taste life twice: in the moment and in retrospection." ~Anais Nin

My Guardian Angel, Renee

I miss you so much, dear friend...

My Blue-Green Dragonfly

Regarding My Photographs:

The majority of the photos on my blog are taken by me and as such, belong to me. If you'd like to borrow one of my photos, ask me nicely and I'll probably let you as long as you give me credit. Renee was the only person I let steal all of my photos unabashedly and she's in heaven now. Thank you.

"The Girls" by Lori Lansens, a book to measure ALL other books by...

"Words leak from my brain, seep out my ear. Burble from my crooked mouth. Splash on my shirt. Trickle into my keyboard. Pool on my warped parquet floor. At least they're not gushing from my heart. . . I catch the words as they fall. My hands smell. And the placeis a wreck from all the spilled words."~Lori Lansens, "The Girls"

Denise Levertov, A Favorite Poet

"As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit's deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace."

---Denise Levertov, from "Breathing the Water"

Purple Wisteria

My Neighbor's Flowers Overflow into My Yard.

My Red Watering Can

...is on it's third coat of red paint.

Southern Spring = Azaleas

My Hot Pink Azaleas, Shimmering

Awesome Quotes!

"Read like a wolf eats." ~Gary Paulsen

"The secret wish of poetry is to stop time." ~Charles Simic

"A Rose is a Rose is a Rose." ~Gertrude Stein

Red Rose. Blue Vase. White Curtain.

My Violets

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks. ~Tennessee Williams

Yellow Forsythia

Bread feeds the body, indeed, but flowers feed also the soul. ~The Koran

Cardinal In My Yard

The personification of RED!

I Have A Serious Case of This:

"It's Spring fever, that's what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want---oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so." ~Mark Twain

Healing Flowers

The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears.

My Music Muse, Stevie

"And the lady's feeling just like the moon that she loved...." ~Stevie Nicks, 'Bella Donna'

"Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?" ~Plato, 'The Republic'

Who watches the watchmen?????

Count the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life with smiles and not the tears that roll.

Anais Nin in the 1970's

Anais Nin

I was thinking of my patients, and how the worst moment for them was when they discovered they were masters of their own fate. It was not a matter of bad or good luck. When they could no longer blame fate, they were in despair. ~Anaïs Nin

Flowers are Always Happy...

Earth Laughs in Flowers. ~Emerson

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers. ~Basho

Queen of Rock & Roll

"Her horse is like a dragonfly, she is just a fool." ~Stevie Nicks, "The Highwayman"

A Favorite Poet, An Awesome Book

"And Her Soul Out of Nothing" by Olena Kalytiak Davis

Stevie Nicks - "Dreams unwind, loves a state of mind....."

"All your life you’ve never seen a woman taken by the wind. Would you stay if she promised you heaven? Will you ever win? She is like a cat in the dark, and then she is the darkness. She rules her life like a fine Skylark and when the sky is starless....." ~from: 'Rhiannon'

Let your tears come. Let them water your soul.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~Kahlil Gibran

"When inspiration calls, you pick up the phone and give it directions to your house." ~Will-i-am, of the Black-Eyed Peas

Our Cody and His Valentine's Day Bone on His Couch.

The ONLY DOG I've Ever Loved!!!

Catfish, Pondering the Universe

My Cat Has Deep Thoughts....

Sark on Forgiveness:

"Forgiveness multiplies and melts rigid postures. Try again and again with self-forgiveness. Be the kind of parent to yourself that you may not have had."~SARK

Denise Levertov, An Incredible Poet

"Breathing the Water" by Denise Levertov

Tom Robbins: Madman & Author

"Spoon surveys the room. Moonrays are driving through the window like a fleet of white cadillacs." ~Skinny Legs and All, page 280 ""The Chinese fingers of dawn, slender and opium-stained, were massaging the bruised bottom of the sky, and owl hoots were beginning to be supplanted by benevolent birdsong and what might have been the sound of the night shift punching off duty at the bugworks." ~Tom Robbins, "Skinny Legs and All", page 72

Cool Site for Poetry Lovers

January Moon

Tangled in My Tree Branches...

A Dreamy, Drug of a Book

"The minute you land in New Orleans, something wet and dark leaps on you and starts humping you like a swamp dog in heat, and the only way to get that aspect of New Orleans off you is to eat it off. That means beignets and crayfish bisque and jambalaya, it means shrimp remoulade, pecan pie and red beans with rice, it means elegant pompano au papillote, funky file z'herbes, and raw oysters by the dozen, it means grillades for breakfast, a po' boy with chowchow at bedtime, and tubs of gumbo in between. It is not unusual for a visitor to the city to gain fifteen pounds in a week---yet the alternative is a whole lot worse. If you don't eat night and day, if you don't constantly funnel the indigenous flavors into your bloodstream, then the mystery beast will go right on humping you, and you will feel its sordid presence rubbing against you long after you have left town." ~Tom Robbins, "Jitterbug Perfume", page 240

My Cat, Catfish, in a Sunbeam

Cat Nirvana: Winter Sunbeam

Life

Life is drawn witha watercolor pencil---And it is raining. ~Marion

Okay, Cats, LINE UP, PICK A BOX!

I cleaned out my closet of Amazon.com boxes and the cats each picked one.

Winter Light

"There's a certain slant of light, on winter afternoons, that oppresses like the weight of cathedral tunes." ~Emily Dickinson

My George Washington Rose

"Earth laughs in flowers." ~Emerson

I Believe In Fairies

The fairy poet takes a sheet of moonbeam, silver white; his ink is dew from daisies sweet, his pen a point of light. ~Joyce Kilmer